The Blast

A consistent theme in Chapter One (“Groceries”) had to do with people being inconsiderate of others (obliviousness?). In an age where untrammeled narcissism is on daily display, this should probably not be surprising, of course, but, despite my now-advanced age, I am still stunned by just how inconsiderate my fellow humans can be to one another. I am well aware that we all can be self-centered at times and forget that others are just trying to make do all around us. But there is a certain sense of oblivious entitlement that pervades the Suburbo landscape. It’s as if you not only got the single-family dwelling with acreage in your move out of the “inner city,” but were also given some “special privilege” to ignore others, whether it’s in the grocery aisles, the parking lot, or on the road.

Today’s Suburbo examines one such situation --- one that occurs on a daily basis if you travel the Parkway or the Interstate: merging.